I looked at Rodney and smiled weakly. I was about to go past him for breakfast but he pulled me gently by my arm and hold me for a hug.
“Hey… are you mad?”
I sighed. Not because I know we might end up shouting at each other but because his perfume is not charming for me anymore. The warmth of his embrace does not make the butterflies in my stomach unstable unlike before. I… it felt different.
“Please talk to me.” He pulled himself from me and cupped my face.
I shook my head. “I am disappointed.” I immediately said and walked to the table.
“Look love… I was drunk when you were calling. You know, I was not myself.” He explained and I cannot believe it does not have an effect on me.
“Let’s just eat.” I said, sighing, before sitting.
My mouth immediately watered
